We haven't seen you in a while... our records show that you last signed in to Tickle, formerly known as Emode, on December 6, 2003.

Because you haven't signed in or taken a test within the past year, your account has been marked as inactive. If it remains inactive for another 30 days, we'll need to delete it.

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yada yada you know, click on the link and sell your soul to the SPAM gods... anyway, I decided to roll the dice and see what Tickle, formerly known as Emode, was selling... what can I say, sometimes I let desperation drive the car (like I did back on December 6, 2003, I suppose)... or maybe it's boredom, since I'm laughing all the way and if it was really desperation I think I'd be tense or at least anxious... no sweat, just rolling dice... or is it spinning the wheel like in the game of Life...

ah, floating peacefully between cloud eight and a half and cloud nine, the dreamer dreams dreams of finding the one while the realist and the cynic play pin the tale (or tail, maybe, Freud never had it so good) on the donkey (taking turns as the donkey) and the child laughs and enjoys the show...

so now I have an updated profile over at Tickle, formerly known as Emode and get this, for the first time I actually uploaded a picture... yes, if you are really good patient persistent clever (or at least patient) you might get to see the face in front of the screen above the fingers that bring you behind the candor... it's actually the same picture that's been in my old journal for a couple of years (from January 1, 2003, in fact, so you long time readers may remember that it was taken just as I woke up from an impromptu nap in the big green chair (but you don't get to see the chair, just the face) after a long New Years Eve weekend (looking my best, not, but you want to real unprepared me and not some fashion pose, right?) and I was stretching and my former roommate called my name and I found out that he had just unpacked his new digital camera... click... after working a lot of hours, needing a bath, yet still it remains the only picture I have of myself (all others are in storage and much older) and the only picture taken of me in the last eight or nine years (other than drivers license photos and work ID photos)... obviously pitcures of me have not been in high demand in this millenium...

of course you are dying to see (hey, it's my ego and I'll stroke if I want to... you know, the old Leslie Gore song?... am I dating myself or what?... of course I'm dating myself, if I was dating someone else I wouldn't be putting up a profile on some dating type site like Tickle, formerly known as Emode, would I?... well, I wouldn't, in case you wondered), but first let's take a look at the basic profile (since you're all so interested and all... will my sarcasm amuse you enough to put up with this narcissism?)... I guess they consider this the introduction cuz they put it right next to the photo and it's the first thing your see when you click on my profile, though they call it "how he's different", go figure:

This is perhaps more for others to say and perhaps I will expound on this profile when I have more time. It's easy to talk, so call 407-325-1482 if you'd like to talk. If the phone too much, write ticklecandor @ candoor dot net ot visit me at candoor dot net

and then there's the what are you looking for part:

First, be a friend. Honesty, openness, harmless intent, sense of humor, curiosity, passion for life, words, music, creativity, learning, love of sharing and helping others, understanding of unconditional trust and belief it is possible, the roller coaster of emotions that is living and that it can all be fun, and realization that these few words barely scratch the surface.

I have been told many times that I use too many adjectives and adverbs in profiles... I did not consciously attempt not to, but I think this is the fewest adjectives and adverbs I've ever used in describing myself or what I want in friends or a mate... now that I think about it, I think this would be more accurate:

First, be a true friend. Unbounded honesty, innocent openness, harmless intent, insatiable sense of humor, infinite curiosity, uninhibited passion for (and healthy addiction to) life, words, music, creativity, learning, love of sharing and helping others, empathic understanding of unconditional trust and unwavering belief it is possible, instinctive balance that provides inner stability and security to enjoy the roller coaster of emotions that is living and awareness that it can all be fun, and ultimately the realization that these few words barely scratch the surface.

yeah, that's more like it (wordy, huh?)...

of course the pic itself comes from this entry and asks that you meet me through reading words first (and you expected?) and if you just scroll without reading then please just stay in the audience because you don't have the patience to begin to understand or tolerate me (no offense, just being real)... but if you are astute enough to realize that all these words are an attempt to demonstrate the playful character and relatively infinite depths you'd find trying to get to know me (and further, to discourage the shallow among you from even trying), then maybe you understand enough to start along the path of being a true friend... and then, who knows... aye? (oh and for you Canadians out there, in case you have not realized this yet, I frequently mock the Canadian one-word-phrase because I love Canadians, the overall Canadian attitude, and the multitude of meanings the single syllable can convey)...

so now you know...

just what it is you may or may not know, I don't know, but you do and I hope you enjoy it, whatever it is... and while I was there, I also did this and this and this and this and this and this and of course you absolutely must (please please please) click on each one at least one (hundreds of times would be a little gratuitous, but don't let that stop you) so the people at Tickle, formerly known as Emode, know I have arrived (to do what, exactly, nobody knows, including me, but arriving is good too)...

and I found words which was put on the web by this guy who happens to be from (drumroll?) Seattle... and I probably had something profound to say or some amusing segue (at least in my own mind), but Precious came out to talk and then I was distracted by taking a few tests at Tickle, formerly known as Emode, and then I remembered that it is Friday and I have actually started watching a couple of Friday night shows and I am happy the Sci-Fi channel repeats them after 11PM because I can catch them even if I forget or am doing something else of Friday night (which does happen, ya know)...

so anyway, some sleep was had, thought interrupted by Precious and her friend giggling a bit loudly from time to time... it's a good way to wake up, even if I still need more sleep... I fell back to sleep each time until I felt like it was time to wake up and then, I came here to continue this entry (that actually started yesterday in real time but according to the time date stamp actually started tomorrow or maybe the next day, but then, does anybody really know what time is?... were you expecting maybe a Chicago song?) when I decided to click on the link in the email that opened this entry) about Tickle, formerly known as Emode...

oh, maybe you want to actual link to the actual profile?... I am pretty sure that this is it... maybe this too...

yeah, so that's one of the places I've been since the last entry... a couple or few more entries will follow this one rather quickly since it's actually been a few days without an entry here in real time and other entries are in progress... hope this has been fun for you (cuz it has for me)...

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